Clara's POV:

It's hours later when we finally walk through the door of Andrew's apartment. The television is on in the living room. I can hear Jacob laughing at whatever show he is watching. We remove our coats and scarves. Andrew gives me a chaste kiss on my ice cold lips. I'm shivering slightly from how cold it is outside, and so Andrew wraps his arm around me as we walk down the hall to the living room.

"Hey guys."

Jacob grins up at us from where he's sitting on ...